The two hundred and twenty-sixth walk with ghosts

Li Da felt that the dead man's face should not be exposed like this, so he leaned over, stretched out his hand and re-covered the dead man with the fire paper that had fallen aside, and the fire paper suddenly floated to the side as if it had been blown by air.

Li Dabao leaned in again to grab the piece of fire paper, and when his hand touched the dead man's face, the dead man suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him.

Li Dabao then pulled the dead man's blue cloth collar to press the fire paper to prevent the fire paper from falling off the dead man's face again.

At the same time, in order to prevent the dead man's feet from parting, he freed one hand to hold Che Bang, and with the other hand, he pinched the dead man's feet together, and tied the dead man's feet together with a strip of cloth.

By the time the tractor climbed the steep slope, it was already dark.

Li Dabao didn't know where the tractor was pulling the dead man, but he still couldn't hold his breath when he saw the sky, so he tried to ask the people in the car: "Brother, where is this car pulling?"

The people in the car were the same as before, all expressionless, and no one would look at him. He thought that the people in the car didn't hear his question because of the bump in the car, so he asked again.

This time, the people in the car reacted, and they glared angrily one by one, and their eyes were about to erupt into flames, but no one spoke.

Li Dabao was very surprised by the behavior of these people, but he couldn't figure out what was going on, "It looks like he went to the crematorium." He wondered to himself.

In front of it is a village, and two small shops on the side of the road are lit up with yarn lanterns.

The tractor stopped at a three-way intersection, and the driver jumped down and threw a broken plastic pot to a man with a scar on his face: "Out of gas, you go to the front gas station to get some diesel, and the rest get out of the car to eat." When he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Li Dabao.

"Hey!" the scarred man went with the pot.

The others still didn't squeak, but just got out of the car and followed the driver into the hotel.

Li Dabao didn't dare to think about it, so he sat in the car and didn't move.

After a while, the oiler came back, unscrewed the oil cap and added diesel fuel to the tank, and. He also went into the house.

After a while, the refueler came out of the restaurant again, wrapping a steaming bag of steamed buns in fruit paper.

Before the person got closer, the smell of meat buns had already run into Li Dabao's nose, and the gluttonous worms came up, which would make it more attractive to look directly at the buns in the man's hand than to see a woman.

"Give!" the man handed the bun to Li Dabao: "Eat! ”

Li Dabao really didn't expect such a good thing, and he didn't bother to wipe his hands when he took the bun, and devoured it.

"Don't choke, eat slowly," said the cheerman, "not enough." ”

"Uh-huh!" Li Dabao held the bun in one hand. The other hand desperately pounded into the mouth.

Suddenly, a hand reached out beside Li Dabao and grabbed the bun straight into the Dabao paper bag.

Li Dabao saw that someone wanted to take the bun, so he politely gave way to the person and said, "It's delicious, it's so fragrant!"

"It's fragrant!" said the man, "I just didn't taste like meat." ”

"Pork" Li Dabao gave the bun to the man and said, "It's pork, I tasted it, eat one more." ”

"Eat one more," said the man, "and it will not be enough for you to eat again." ”

"It's fine. Li Dabao was righteous: "Eat enough, people have said, it's not enough to take it, eat." It's not easy to be away from home. ”

The man laughed and said, "You kid has a good heart. ”

While talking, someone brought a bag of steamed buns and a large bowl of boiled water.

Li Dabao was very happy and sent the big bun to the man. The man was no longer polite. Dafang ate fat twist, and then, smeared a few handfuls on his own shroud.

Li Dabao handed him the water again. The man was not polite, took the water bowl and only said, "I haven't been able to eat and drink for a long time." So he took a few sips, and while he was drinking, he suddenly stopped, handed the water to Dabao, and said, "Drink some of it." ”

Li Dabao took the water bowl and drank it slowly, the man tidied up the blue cloth shroud on his body and said: "Young man, you lean to the side again, and untie the rope that binds my feet for me, I am also relaxed and relaxed, with less force, this way makes my legs hurt a little." ”

Li Dabao moved forward a little in response, and said in his mouth, "I'm sorry." ”

The man was satisfied, and lay down comfortably again, covering his face with a head-covering paper by the way.

Li Dabao waited anxiously, thinking that the group would go on the road after eating, but they couldn't wait for the left and the right couldn't wait. In the end, they actually guessed that the order became more and more lively.

When it was almost there, a cold wind blew, and snowflakes drifted in the sparse lala.

Li Dabao has been out for many days, and he is covered in skin day and night. Unable to resist the invasion of the cold wind, he curled it vigorously and squeezed into the car body.

After a while, the snowflakes covered the dead body with a thin layer, and the dead man remained motionless.

Li Dabao thought to himself: "The dead are not afraid of the cold, why should I accompany him in the car?"

I just wanted to get out of the car and go into the store to find a leeward place to hide, and suddenly saw the person who delivered the buns holding a quilt and throwing it to him: "Here, if you can't stand it in the cold, you will go to the bottom of the store to take shelter from the wind, and he doesn't know if a dead man can't keep it." ”

The man went back to the house.

He jumped out of the car with the quilt in his arms.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Li Dabao looked at the dead body lying in the car slowly covered by snow, jumped out of the car with the quilt, and walked to the bottom of the hotel gatehouse according to the scarred face. I want to find a place to rest, look at the simple ground downstairs with air leakage, I really can't settle down, I want to go to the house to have fun with the group, but I'm afraid that people will be unhappy.

After inspecting around, I found that there was a firewood shed at the root of the west wall, and the firewood shed was stronger than the bottom of the gatehouse. Without the consent of the shopkeeper, he went directly into the firewood shed with the quilt.

A quilt is uncovered, covered and uncovered, fortunately, there is some firewood and grass on the ground, Li Dabao leveled the firewood and grass, and spread a thick layer as a mattress, and then, lying on the firewood and grass with his clothes, and then covering the quilt on his body, curling and covering his head quickly.

Although the conditions are a little unsatisfactory, it is already a great blessing for tonight.

I don't know when the road was, the people in the house, the people who lived in the store, and the people who opened the store all slept, and the air dead wind yarn lamp hanging at the door of the store was also extinguished. The earth was silent, and nothing could be heard except for the sound of fluttering snowflakes falling to the ground...

Although it was late at night, it was not dark against the snowflakes, and you could see the distance from the quiet snow. At this moment, Li Dabao saw a dark shadow quietly approaching....... (to be continued......